First grade isn’t what it used to be.
My 6-year-old granddaughter was at our house the other night. Like many first graders, she talks a mile a minute, often dipping and darting in and out of first one subject and then another. I grab hold and try to hang on. Sometimes my wife and I know what she’s talking about and sometimes we don’t.
Unfortunately, last night was one time we did.
I say “unfortunately” because what our granddaughter said made us sick. She talked about what she and her classmates have been trained to do “if a bad man gets into our school with a gun.”
First, let me just say I am thankful for school administrators and teachers who take the safety of our children seriously. I’m glad they’ve come up with a plan and have trained the children. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
What makes me sick is that we have a need for this sort of thing, that an innocent child who should have nothing more on her mind than learning to read and not being “it” during a game of tag has to worry about getting shot at school. I’m tempted to say “What is this world coming to?” But then, we know what this world is coming to, don’t we?
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: this is why I’m not a humanist.
Humanism says that humans are this world’s greatest hope, that eventually, given enough time and resources, we’ll figure out how to make this world work properly.
Never, ever has there been a bigger lie. Humans have polluted or perverted everything they’ve touched from day one, which is why I shudder when I think of the large number of people today who are putting their faith in the government. “Give us more laws!” they cry, as if a few more man-made laws will stem the swelling tide of depravity that is sweeping across our nation. By some counts, there are over 10,000 federal laws on the books already, and that doesn’t include state laws.* Still, we’re having to teach our kids how to hide from killers when they go to school.
No, thanks. Humanism is not for me. My faith is not in the government, academia, or the white coats in the laboratories. I’m casting my lot with the Living God. I agree with David, who said, “And so, Lord, where do I put my hope? My only hope is in you.” (Psalm 39:7)
For further reflection read Romans 15:13 and Psalm 33:22.
*I tried to find out just how many federal laws there are. The consensus is that no one really knows because our laws are so numerous, multi-faceted, and downright complicated. Most people agree there are over 10,000.